I laid on my back, blindfold firmly in place. My hands were tied together above my head, soft scarves their binding material.
The bed shifted beside me. Lips I knew well caressed mine.
“Now, remember the rules. Don’t move unless I move you. The begging for orgasms isn’t a thing, this time. This time I want to wring as many out of you as I can. No questions. If you want out, say ruffles.”
I snorted softly and you kissed my nose.
Soon enough your hands were all over me. I was wearing the lacy nightgown you’d gotten me, black and soft, just see through enough to be intriguing.
Your lips blazed a path down my neck, over my collarbone, to nuzzle my right breast. Your hand grasped said breast, teeth gently scraping over my nipple through the lace. Your other hand lightly trailed up my thigh, lifting the nightgown. Your hand nudged my thighs open, and when I complied, your fingers rubbed lightly over the satin panties I wore.
“I thought about you laying here all pliant for me,” you murmured, voice low. “Naked and spread out, for me to devour at my leisure..”
Goosebumps followed your breath across my skin.
“Those little sounds you make when I start to get to you. Such sexy little sounds,” you said softly, your fingers sliding beneath the edge of the satin, spreading my lower lips.
Your sharp breath told me you’d found my arousal. Wet and slick, just for you.
You kissed the skin above my breasts before moving down the bed. Your hands spread my thighs further, the bed dipping as you moved again. Your breath ran over my thigh and I suppressed a shiver. Your tongue found my pussy, gently lapping at the soft skin.
Your hand spread on my pelvis, holding me still as you began to devour me in earnest. My own breath caught as two fingers slid inside me, your mouth sucking and lavishing attention on my clit. That ringing in my ears intensified, my breathing ragged.
I shook my head, and you chuckled against my skin. Your fingers curled inside me, tongue nudging my clit and my tenuous hold over my control was waning.
I tried to concentrate, but the pressure was deliciously intense. That heat curling in my belly. The need to run and stay. But I was greedy and you were generous.
Your fingers pushed me into the orgasm, my voice hoarse as I moaned into the release. You whispered things to me as my body clenched on your fingers, soaking your hand as I trembled on the bed.
As my body stilled, your hand left me. You pulled my panties down my legs. The bed shifted again and your hot breath grazed my ear.
“I have a present for you, Kitten.”
I tensed.
You chuckled.
“You’ll love this present.”
I tried to arch an eyebrow. You kissed my forehead.
Your lips found mine and you kissed me gently. Your hand pulled at my chin, tongue inviting mine to join, your hand on my neck, holding me there for your pleasure. The kiss was long and languid, making that ever present need heat my stomach again.
Your hand tugged at the top of the nightgown, pulling it below my breast. Your fingers traced along the edge of it, before kneading the soft flesh. Your lips left mine, and the bed shifted again.
I twitched when your mouth found my nipple, sucking it deep between your lips. Eager fingers freed my other breast. I twitched when a second mouth found my newly bared breast.
I heard that familiar chuckle as I gasped.
Both of your mouths spent what felt like hours at my chest, your attentions thorough and hot.
Soon both stopped. The bed shifted beneath my legs and again up by my head. I jumped when your voice softly rang in my ear.
“He’s going to lick you, much the same way I do. He’s going to claim another orgasm from your delicious body, as I sit here and watch. Do you remember our rules?”
I nodded, and your hand slid between my own hands, letting me grab ahold of it. Not a moment later, new hands were touching my pussy, warm fingers spreading me, a hot tongue licking at my arousal. I twitched when he sucked my clit into his mouth, a moan escaping me when he flicked it with his tongue.
“Ah fuck, your face,” came the murmur near my ear. I shivered.
A finger eased inside me. Bigger than yours, longer. I moaned again when a second finger joined it, and they began pumping in and out of me. Between that new mouth, and those impossibly long fingers, I was trembling and begging for anything to make that pressure ease.
“Oh kitten, you know you want to cum. You want to cum on his face, and you want me to see,” you said in my ear. I started to shake my head, but thought better of it.
“Kiss me?” I whispered. Soon your lips were on mine, hot and eager, tongue dancing with my own. I moaned into your mouth as those fingers curled inside me, and you broke the kiss as I began to tremble. I cried out, unable to keep it back, as the orgasm tore though me. You whispered things, things I couldn’t really hear over the rushing of the blood in my head. Your lips gently kissing mine as I gasped for breath, my entire body shaking.
“Your face right now,” you said softly. The bed shifted again, dipping more near my head. “Open your mouth for me, kitten,” you said. I nodded, opening my mouth, no questions asked.
Soon your cock was nudging at my lips, hot and silken as I sucked it into my mouth. You moved above me, drawing your cock back and forth across my mouth. A strangled sound escaped you and I flicked at the underside of your cock with my tongue. I turned my head, sucking it into my mouth. You thrust gently, rocking the bed just a bit. I could feel you trembling, hear your heavy breathing.
I could feel the trembling, the way your body shook for the attentions I bestowed on your cock. I gasped when another cock rubbed against my folds, arousing me further with that delicious friction. My hips instinctively thrust, begging that cock between my legs for more.
I moaned when he finally moved to my entrance, nudging me softly before slowly sliding inside me. I had to stop sucking, as my body adjusted to the bigger penis inside of me.
“Let him fuck you, love,” you whispered harshly. I nodded, opening my mouth again. To my surprise, your lips landed there, and I could feel your smile when I gasped again.
The other man began to thrust in earnest. His cock filling me fuller than I had been in years. It bordered on painful, that hot jab against my cervix, the bigger hands gripping my hips. My body helpless against their onslaught, rough hands on my breasts, and my brain slowly melting out my ears.
I gave in, let myself just feel everything. The hot throb of arousal. The pressure. The need. The desperation for release. The guttural desire for everything. Right now.
I met the newcomer, thrust for thrust, as he buried himself deeper and deeper inside me. Soon I was begging..
For him to stop.
Go deeper still.
Release me.
His hands left my hips and lifted my thighs, and impossibly pressed his cock deeper inside me with each thrust. I didn’t last long that way, my voice surprising me with it’s intensity as I came apart on the bed. I shook and cried out, my body gripping his cock like it was my lifeline. He thrust twice more before pulling free of my body. I whimpered, my body shaking as he let go of me.
The bed shifted beneath me and I was lifted onto my knees. The bed sagged next to me and two hands held my shoulders. “I want you to straddle him,” you told me. I nodded, eyes still covered, hands still bound. You guided my leg, and helped my body find his. I could feel your hand beneath me, guiding his cock.
I sighed softly as he filled me again, my body still very wet from my last orgasm. Your mouth at my ear as his hands cupped my breasts. “Remember us talking about this? You being taken.. by two men…?”
My breath exploded from my chest as your hands pushed me forward gently, the other mans hands slid down my sides. Your big hand caressed my ass, the other softly circling my other entrance. I heard a pop noise, presumably from the oil we used.
The newcomers hand left my side, sliding beneath me to caress my clit. I moaned when your finger pressed against me again, sliding inside me as I tried to move on the cock still impaling me.
“Fuck me, you’re still so tight,” your voice ground out. My head fell forward onto the chest below me, and your cock replaced your hand. My voice failed me as you entered me, slowly stretching and filling me. I trembled between the two of you, tensing when you began to move inside me.
Achingly slow at first, one withdrawing as the other thrust forward. Then the opposite. I tried desperately to keep my sanity, but the very literal filling of my body left me mindless. I begged, and whimpered. Pleaded for more, as your hands moved over me, his as well. I lost track of who’s hands were where. My heart was racing, blood pounding in my ears. My hands on the newcomers chest, my body shaking as they thrust and moved.
I fell quickly into my orgasm, my body quaking as they kept moving inside me. This low moan escaped me, and their hands tightened on me as I fell apart.
My body shook so hard as the orgasm tore through me, muscles clenching on their cocks, my head falling forward onto a warm welcoming chest. I could feel his heart racing beneath his skin.
Moments later, as my body still throbbed around theirs, they quickened their paces. Skin slapping against skin, hands on my hips and shoulder, the sounds of hurried breaths.
Soon enough, your hand wrapped around my neck, pulling my head back to whisper in my ear. “You, baby, are the sexiest fucking thing,” you whispered harshly, your breath making my body twitch and clench on your cocks again. You held me there as you came, telling me that it was all my fault.
Which I gladly took the blame for.
Your hot hot seed filled me, your cock impossibly throbbing inside me. Your hand left my neck and both found my breasts, kneading and pinching them, offering them to the newcomer. I felt him shift under me, a mouth on one breast, and fingers on the other. He then started thrusting again, while you were still buried inside me. His thrusts were long and hard, shaking me as he filled me again and again. An explosion of breath was all the warning I had before his hands dug into my hips and he ground himself against me. He moaned “fuck”, drawing it out as his release pulsed inside me.
Your hands let me go and I fell forward. My forehead rested there for a moment as you pulled free of my body. I felt you leave the bed and return a moment later. Your hands untied mine and you helped me roll onto the bed. Then you were cleaning my body, your hands gentle and warm.
You kissed between my breasts, “Lift your head, Kitty,” and so I did.
The mask was untied and I blinked as my eyes were uncovered. I was surprised to find the room nearly dark, only illuminated by the bathroom light.
I turned my head and found a second pair of beautiful eyes watching me, eyebrow arched.
I grinned, “How come I knew it was you?” I asked.
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